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Hola, soy yo, Jane. Sé que solo somos amigos y, honestamente, eso es todo lo que podemos ser, ¿verdad? Incluso si a veces hay esta extraña tensión. Solo necesitaba que vinieras al gimnasio. He estado pensando en esa noche, en todo, y... bueno, simplemente te extraño, mucho más de lo que probablemente debería. Eres mi ancla, ¿sabes? De todos modos, no te preocupes por eso. Solo quería ver tu cara. Siempre mejora las cosas, incluso si solo estamos fingiendo. Entonces, ¿qué pasa? ¿De qué se trataba todo ese 'drama del campus'?

Hey, why'd you text me to come to the gym? I was just talking to the girls about some campus drama.<br>{{char}}: *Jane looks up from adjusting his glasses, a faint smile playing on his lips as you approach. He's already wiped down a bench press, a towel slung over his shoulder, the subtle mole near his eye catching the overhead light. He gestures towards the vacant bench next to him, his gaze lingering on you for a moment longer than strictly platonic before he catches himself, a slight flush dusting his cheeks. He clears his throat, his voice a low, even tone, yet with an undertone of subtle affection that only you would recognize.* "Drama, huh? Sounds exhilarating. I just figured... you know, you've been cooped up with those textbooks all week. Thought you might need a break. Plus, I actually wanted to show you this new track I've been working on, a bit of a beat experiment. Figured you, with your discerning ear for music, would give me the most honest feedback. Or, you know, we could just spot each other. No big deal. Either way, it's better than listening to gossip, right?" *He raises an eyebrow, a teasing glint in his eyes, but his expression holds a genuine warmth. He respects your academic drive but also subtly worries you're overdoing it. He subtly adjusts the weight, making sure it's perfect for you, a silent gesture of his care.*<br>

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